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Chapter 1: The Lesson

(Jukush 12 Year 665 of the 4th Age)

(Kaera POV)

It felt surreal like I was living in a dream. I pinched myself hard while lying in my own bed in my private bedroom to reaffirm that this was reality. I pinched myself as I moved around the massive space that was comparable to the shack I used to live in with my brother and mother, touching surfaces I could reach, noticing visible objects. Items that were of superior quality to my former home existed here or simply didn't exist over there, and my room was a small portion of my new home.

There existed an odor that wasn't here during the past couple of weeks since moving in. I couldn't place my finger on what it was, and the best way I could describe it was damp air that settled in a room for weeks without any wind blowing it away. I felt a decent wet spot on the bed at my, my eyes enlarging in a panic as I removed the blankets. Fucking perfect. I just pissed on the bed as a young pup, I thought. The liquid was different than urine, that was for sure, although my brother wouldn't know the difference and would constantly remind me that I peed on the bed till the end of time. The scent was more potent at the source that I lost my senses for a brief second. I didn't want anyone to know about the mess I made for fear of embarrassment, so I decided to hide the evidence.

I peeked out my door, glancing left and right down the long hallway, and snuck my way to the laundry room in the nude with my dirty laundry. I probably shouldn't have been that stealthy since my mom and new stepdad were away shopping in the nearby town of Álfsandur, my step-siblings were busy training outside, Róstran was engrossed in his card collection in the living room, and being naked around the home wasn't uncommon in a Fenri household. Still, I couldn't afford Lárus or my new brothers observing my predicament.

Lárus came out of the room I was trying to enter, so I hid in the nearest chamber, hoping he wouldn't find me. I barely stuck my head out and noticed his naked figure standing near me with his back facing, not moving. What is he doing? Move, I thought. I started to smell his odor that was similar to mine before he moved on, and I let out a sigh of relief that he didn't find me. Inside the laundry room, I beheld his clothes in the filthy mound. Near the top, not hidden well, was his underwear. I grinned as I noticed he had a similar stain on it as my laundry. I had ammo and was ready for mutually assured destruction in case he found out about my mess. My nose detected a strong odor from his clothes, particularly his underwear, as I buried them and mine in a pile to hide them from our parents. Not encountering him as I snuck back, I decided to walk to the nearby bathroom to clean myself from the mysterious substance at my crotch and eliminate that odor.

Out of all the house's features, the bathroom was near the top of my favorites. There is nothing wrong with locating a creek, pond, lake, or any other body of water outside, but I enjoyed having warm water on my fur. I might as well have jumped in one of them because the bizarre warmth in my body had me set the water temperature to the frigid side, and I savored the liquid flowing from the showerhead, cooling me off like I was done exercising on a sultry summer day. I sensed the bizarre aroma emanating from me flow down the drain, but I wanted to be extra sure. The selection was vast for body wash, from floral, fruity, or sweet scents, another reason why I preferred the bathroom the most out of the areas in the house. I selected watermelon. While I was smothering my body in foam and washing it off, I started to relive the past days since moving in.

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It was night on the day of my mother's Mating Ceremony when I arrived at my new father's house along with my brother and mother. We were stunned at the mansion he lived. Sure, compared to the shack, every house was a mansion in our eyes, but this was legit. The guards at the front gate allowed him and us to enter his property, and we found ourselves in the main room. I realized that I was the only sister when three older males came to greet us as sons from his previous marriage. The oldest was there with his wife and three pups, and she was pregnant again. There was supposed to be one more that was his adopted son, but he was in his room. My brother and I were tired from the meet and greet, and we could tell our mom and her new mate wanted to be by themselves, so dad showed us our options for our bedroom before taking her to his chamber. It felt great having my own space I could flee to and breathe, and my stepfather gave me permission to personalize it. I melted away from how soft the bed and pillows were, and I fell to one of the deepest sleep in my life.

I woke up the following day, beginning to pinch myself to see if I was in a dream. I wasn't. Feeling famished, I went downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast, almost forgetting to dress myself. My parents were already there because I heard life there, and I started to smell what was an absolute treat back at the shack. Bacon. The aroma must've awoken my brother as Lárus and I got into a race. Bastard snuck underneath my left arm before we descended the stairs, and he won.

"I win," Lárus gloated.

"Next time, it won't go your way," I responded. Our mother was in the kitchen while our new stepdad was at the table, reading the newspaper; both were naked, and I noticed mom's crotch was wet, descrying a bit of white on her slit.

"Anything interesting to report?" She asked dad.

"Orlén finally surrendered at the Battle of Rivierhal, ending the nearly fifteen-year long war against its expansion. The report states that Raulyn Hearthrow will be exiled to an undisclosed island forever."

"That's terrific news. For a while, I thought that Canir would have to get involved in case Rusask fell. It's province of Kosüvain wouldn't pose a challenge to Orlén, so Canir would be next on Orlén's conquest. Thankfully, Orlénish troops retreated after the Battle of Stalovka River thanks to the Wolf of Volgoryevsk days prior."

"I agree. Who knows if the Orlénish would've left us alone or not."

Dad furrowed his brows at another report but refused to reveal it. At the opposite end of him was our adopted brother he told us about yesterday, Róstran. Róstran was the same age as Lárus and me, though we were a few months ahead of him, and he was a reserved individual. He was occupied with some sort of cards that had pictures, texts, and symbols on them. Once breakfast was underway, dad proceeded to speak to Lárus and me.

"How are you taking to your new situation, Kaera, Lárus?"

"Feels weird," Lárus answered.

"I keep pinching myself to see if I'm dreaming or not," I replied.

Our father nodded his head. "I figured as such, and probably would be a while for you two to finally settle into your new life. My mate told me that both of you never had a father in your lives. I intend to fill that void and be the father that should've been with you since birth, and I promise to be equal in my love, protection, and care. However, I will not be your best friend. I have rules that you must follow while living under my roof, and I will be just as equal in my judgment and punishment. Understand?"

Lárus and I nod our heads that his message was crystal clear. Despite how calm father was in his voice and appearance as he went over the rules, he still had a commanding aura that must've stuck with him from the military. After he was finished and we completed our breakfast, he showed us around his house. In no particular order, my favorites were the bathroom near Lárus's, Róstran's, and my bedrooms, the pool, and a training course outside. Once that was over, everybody traveled to Álfsandur.

My brother and I were weirded out by how the public treated us as we walked around town for shopping. Some still considered our mother and us as filth openly. More were on the kind and generous end, but plenty of people had us in a state of limbo. Somehow, I figured that Lárus and I would have to adapt to this change. After celebrating the new year with our new siblings and extended family, and the oldest step-sibling leaving with his family, my brother and me subtly agreed to each other to be closer in our relationship. I didn't realize how close we would go.

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I came back into reality as I felt a tingling sensation tickle near my groin as I caressed it with my hand. Puzzled, I rubbed it again twice and received the exact results. That's weird, I thought but decided that it would go away soon. I turned off the water and began drying myself when I heard a knock at the door.

"Occupied," I responded.

"How long you're going to be in there, sis?" Larus asked from the other side.

"If you need to go badly, there are plenty of bathrooms available."

"But they're far away."

"Then either hold it or piss on a tree-like you would at our old home. I'll be done in a minute."

"You love to hog the entire bathroom to yourself, even that crappy one back at the shack, and I nearly accomplished my goal at marking every tree back there."

Annoyed, I wrapped the towel around my breasts down to my crotch and opened the door. Lárus was standing there in the buff with a fresh set of clothes in his hands. I smelled that same odor from before, and it coerced my eyes to stare down at his junk just hidden behind his clothes. "It's free now, asshole."

"Bitch." I shut my bedroom door, disrobed the towel, and laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling, and I forgot to warn him about the cold setting. Soon, I heard him start his shower, followed by a yip and, "Kaera, you asshole!" immediately after.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you that the water is cold," I warned belatedly, chuckling.

"You did that on purpose!"

That was true; I did it on purpose though it was for me instead of him. For some reason, that heat since this morning was still present, and now my mind can't get rid of my sibling's naked figure out of itself. My stomach began to grumble, so I dressed in a fresh set of clothes that were an improvement over the ones I used to wear at the old house though I still enjoyed wearing the latter. Then, I went down to the kitchen to locate any leftovers for consumption.

Róstran was sitting on the couch in the living room, playing with what I knew now to be trading cards when I arrived at my destination. Living with him for a more extended period, I knew he was a reserved person. He would be at his current spot most often though he wandered around the house during the day. Once dinner was over, he would be in his room. The weird part was for four days of the week, from noon to two in the afternoon, he would be in his room along with a couple of beverages. Róstran was obedient to the point my brother joked to me that he could make him do the chores he loathed doing if he wanted to, and I slapped him in the back of his head. Lárus did have a point. Róstran did every task given to him, especially from dad, like his life depended on it. Even the most polite request, with gratitude after completion, he would treat like an invisible threat behind it. And he hated someone touching him. I found out the hard way along with Lárus. How did mom and dad do it? My brother came down the stairs a little after I sat down near Róstran, consuming my lunch.

"What are you doing?" I asked Róstran, trying to be a friendly sibling to him and start a conversation.

"Optimizing my Champions of Noß deck and organizing my entire collection. Dad got me several packs of the Aks'Hatash's Shadow expansion." That was another of his quirks; Róstran wouldn't make eye contact often when he talked. He picked up a card that depicted a shade puppeteering several skeletons. "This would be banned in the tournaments if it hasn't been already. This is so over-powered."

"What is it called, and what does it do?" Lárus asked, also attempting to be a lovely brother to Róstran.

"Aloshrastshi, the Manipulator. She can force your opponent's primary monsters to attack each other or themselves for an extremely low Mana Price."

"That is over-powered," I said, not knowing what the hell Róstran was talking about.

"She's beyond over-powered. She's outright broken." Róstran went through all of his card packs till he arrived at the final one. As he inspected the last cards, he became excited at a card, and he held up to the light. His excitement intensified when he checked his final criteria. "No way!"

"What?" inquired Lárus.

Róstran showed us a sparkly card that reflected multiple colors. "I just acquired an Ultimate, Secret, Rare card, the rarest type in the Champions of Noß."

"What makes it an Ultimate, Secret, Rare instead of this card." Lárus scoured the pile for another card that was identical in terms of shimmer.

"That card doesn't have an animation." Róstran had us get nearer to him so he could show us the difference. "The only difference between an Ultimate, Secret, Rare and an Ultimate, Rare is the former comes with an animation with enough light shining on it." To prove his point, he demonstrated the traits to us. "I need to put this with my special collection, now." He proceeded to run up the stairs with the card and returned within a short timespan with numerous objects I assumed were for organizing the remaining cards.

"Want Lárus and me to assist you?" I asked.

"If you want to, though, I have a particular system that I don't want to be ruined." Róstran went into how he organized his cards, and he went down to the minute details. He tried being helpful and apologized when Lárus and I screwed up, but his system was a pain in the ass. Still, he acted like he was delighted talking to somebody, which was good progress with our sibling relationship despite sharing zero common blood.

As we were organizing the cards, I felt the warmth since this morning became more potent that I could melt all the snow in Canir currently and submerge the kingdom if I wanted to. "Is it getting hot in here, or is it just me?" I cursed to myself that I soiled my underwear again with the exact fluids prior. At the rate I was going, the laundry room would be running once a day to keep up with the load.

"No," Lárus and Róstran answered simultaneously.

"Is something wrong, sis?" Lárus added.

I ran towards the outdoors, praying that the frigid wind and snow could fight against the raging heat in my body. I feared that I came down with a severe infection. That was the only explanation I could come up with. My sibling was outside seconds after I entered the cold, and I could see Róstran sitting on the couch, unsure of what to do.

"What do you want me to do?" asked Lárus. Usually, we had to rely on each other whenever one or both of us encountered issues when mom wasn't around.

I started to strip my shirt and bra off. "Put snow and ice on my back, and don't you dare look at my front side."

"I won't. I won't. Geez."

Growing up in the shack, I didn't care who saw me naked since it was just my mom and brother mostly, and the combination of clothes and fur got irritating; he would also be naked. When I got nearer to thirteen years, I reduced my exposure gradually till my thirteenth birthday, and it became zero ever since except when I went to bed in my underwear. I certainly wasn't showing my brother my crotch, which was now puffy and extremely wet as I peeked through my panties. The snow, ice, and wind didn't pack as much punch as I wanted them to. I noticed my parents running at me through the snow.

"Kaera, are you alright?" asked mom.

"I think I have an infection," I answered. "My fever is through the roof."

I noticed my dad coming right behind mom. "I want you to go to your room," he ordered Lárus.

"But, Dad, she's sick, and I need to help," Lárus spoke.

"Your sister's not sick," mom responded. "Do as your father commanded."

Lárus begrudgingly obeyed and started to go to his room. Mom had me in her arms as she escorted me to my room. I noticed Róstran becoming concerned about the situation.

"Is she going to be alright?" Róstran asked.

"She will," dad answered. "I want you to go to your room." He must've given Róstran the most subtle time limit ever because he booked it to his room with his card collection like his life depended on it. I heard dad sigh with dismay seconds later.

Mom continued to escort me to my room and laid me on my bed, still in my wet panties. My temperature still hasn't gone down. "What's wrong with me, mom?"

"Nothing's wrong with you, I swear," mom replied. "Just wait here while I talk to your father about what we shall do from here."

I didn't know how long I waited on my bed. The heat did an excellent job at making it feel like an eternity with its torture. All that was going through my head was the image of my brother's junk, and I felt an intense lust towards it like it was the only cure to my disease, my sole salvation from this hell. I sensed someone touch my shoulder, and it was mom.

"Get dressed, and meet your father and me in our room."

As I walked towards my parent's bedroom, I heard from my other stepbrothers that I would learn a particular lesson with a grin on their faces. I was the second to enter my parents' room right behind Róstran. He looked more confused than I was, which was probably why there was a bit of fear in him. My brother and mother came in approximately a minute later, and she proceeded to sit next to dad on the bed.

"Do you know what's going on with me?" I asked while my eyes glanced at dad's, Lárus's, and Róstran's crotch without my approval.

"Pups," mom began, "it's time for your father and me to explain about a stage in life that you're currently in. We were hoping that this wouldn't come until later, but life had other plans."

"What is it?"

"You and your brothers are entering the next step where your body will go through the most changes called puberty," dad replied. "You are maturing. You are considered adults, and you need to know an aspect of being one called mating."

Mom looked at me. "What you're going through is what is colloquially known as a heat. It's your body signaling to nearby males that you're ready for mating or sex in another term. It is a natural process, and it's nothing deadly, so there's no need to freak out about it in the future."

"Mating?" inquired Lárus.

"It is an activity a male and a female would partake, and they produce pups, babies," dad explained. He pointed at Lárus, Róstran, and me. "It was how you came into this world."

Mom continued to explain my situation. "The reason why it's called a heat is... well, you're already familiar with it. Your body feels like it's burning."

"Is there a way to get rid of it?" I asked.

"It would go away on its own within two or three days. A day will go by once it's gone, and you will start to bleed around the area you pee from called a vagina. Then the cycle will continue every month from now on until you reach another stage that is decades away, and the burning will gradually become more intense the longer you wait for mating."

"Would I bleed more?"

"No. The amount of blood will remain the same."

"Do I experience this?" questioned Róstran.

"That is for females only," dad answered. "What you, Lárus, me, your other brothers, and every male in the nation experience are different. We would have dreams that would make us stiff in the morning or ejaculate in our sleep."

"Ejaculate?"

"It's when a male discharges a substance that isn't urine even though they both come out of the identical exit. The former is a milky-white color and sticky, whereas the latter is either clear or yellow in color and more fluid. The sticky is what the dreams would make us eject at night." That would explain why Lárus's underwear had a stain on it with a pungent odor."Also, we would experience random bulges in our crotches when we wear underwear whenever we detect, either subconsciously or not, something sexy. You two may have noticed a pink body part appearing from your crotch. Like a female's heat, they will never go away, although we can tolerate ours better than them."

"So, either than torturing myself for three to four days every month until I'm ancient, are there other methods of dealing with my heat?" I inquired.

"There is a surefire way," mom answered. "But it will highly result in getting pregnant and giving birth to pups. There are other methods you could employ, but they're a mixed bag."

"What do I have to do?"

"Mating, as your father stated."

"How do I do that?"

"Your father and I will show you and your brothers how to."

Mom and dad proceeded to strip their clothes off one layer at a time till Lárus, Róstran, and I could behold their nude figure. Observing them side by side, we now knew the difference between male and female by what was at their groins. They began explaining their genitalia, such as a sheath, testicles, etc., for males and vulva, vagina, clitoris, and so on for females, and what their functions were. I don't know about my siblings, but I was staring at my stepfather's genitals like I knew my goal was within there. Judging by their silence, Lárus and Róstran were awing at him, mom, or both.

In front of my siblings' and my eyes, mom placed her right hand on dad's genitals and began pawing them. Pink flesh started to protrude from his sheath and continued as she stroked it till it was fully exposed in our view. That was an actual male penis, according to our parents, demystifying the bulbous part at the base called a knot.

To Lárus's, Róstran's, my stupefaction, mom began to lower her head towards dad's penis and licked it while rubbing it. Her tongue slowly caressed its entire length, tip, and knot as she jerked him of concurrently. From his expression, it was evident to us that he relished her actions. We grimaced as she licked a limpid fluid leaking from his tip, believing it was urine, though I would be lying if I said the performance wasn't sexy. My slit became wetter as their action and arousal exacerbated my heat further, with my heart racing. She transitioned into inserting dad's cock into her mouth inch by inch. Her hands were by his balls and knot, squeezing them. A couple of minutes went by when we heard him yell and saw him tense his body up, leaking the other substance that only males possess into her mouth and across the room, landing at our feet. They managed to capture some of it to show to us.

"This is the other substance I told you that males leak at night from our dreams sometimes," dad uttered. "It is called semen, but cum-spelled c-u-m- is a popular slang for it. Males release it whenever they experience an orgasm. That was when I shouted and tensed up less than a minute ago."

"Once a male injects it in a female during her heat, the burning sensation will go away, and she will most likely become pregnant," mom spoke. "If the female isn't in her cycle, the probability of becoming gravid with pups diminishes exponentially, although the odds still exist when a male ejaculates into her uterus. Your father and I will show you how a male does it."

Dad had his hands on mom's hips as she was sitting on his lap, guiding his penis to her pussy. I had doubts that it would fit inside her, but the entire race would be screwed if males couldn't insert their penis inside a vagina, so there was some way of making it work. The tingling in my womanhood surged as my brothers and I watched her vulva expand while his shaft entered her. Her pained expression went away as soon as everything, except the knot, was within her, and she started to huff briefly in bliss numerous times as she went up and down on it. Her breasts were bouncing with the movements. Lárus, Róstran, and I watched for several minutes of our dad's penis mostly appear before disappearing in mom's vagina, perceiving their sounds of delight. I imagined myself in her place, receiving the same treatment from him, or my brother stuffing me with his shaft as my heat raged. The thrusts started to escalate their force as we witnessed dad attempting to shove his knot within her in awe. Her folds expanded wider than at the beginning before shrinking on the knot, and we detected their orgasmic sounds right as it pierced her slit.

"Now you know how mating works," mom huffed once her climax subsided. She and dad got comfortable, and I wondered why his dick didn't come out. "Once a male has his knot inside a female and cums, the process is complete, and they now wait for it to shrink before pulling, or else it would be agonizing for both parties. Normally, thirty minutes is all it takes, but it all depends on the male and what other techniques were used during their intercourse."

"It looked it hurt in some parts," Lárus commented.

"That was just the initial shock of his penis and knot entering my vagina." Mom stared at me. "I promise that the feeling will go away quickly, and you will feel nothing but pleasure, though losing your hymen will hurt."

"Hymen?" Róstran inquired, sounding agitated about the whole event.

"It's the part in front of the cervix. In other cultures, it is a symbol of a female's virginity. We don't emphasize it since there are ways of breaking it aside from sex and instead consider knotting because it's more of a guarantee for impregnation. Humanoids such as Humans, Elves, etc., and other races that can't knot for reproduction can pull out before any semen enters the uterus. Knotting forces it to remain inside. You'll know if a Fenri is a virgin either by the gap of a female's pussy or the size of a male's knot because they're permanent marks that appear from their initial session. The knot has to be out of its sheath, and she has to open her vulva to check if either of them ended up tying to someone in the past."

"So, is it my turn now?" I asked. I was desperate for relief towards my relief.

"No," dad answered.

My primal instincts did not appreciate the answer, and I growled a little bit. "Why not?"

"Because once a male knots you, you and him are considered mates and are bound to each other forever unless you or him dies and the other lives regardless of the circumstances. Divorces or other forms of separation besides death and rape are illegal. Plus, everybody in the household is considered immediate family although you, your twin brother, and your mother aren't blood-related to me, my offspring from my first mating, or Róstran, so we would break another taboo."

Mom added additional info. "My first time was with somebody I thought was my friend. I was suffering during my first heat, and he and I had a long relationship that we trusted each other. We thought that there was no way that he would tie his knot in me and impregnate me. That turned out to be true, but we played with fire one too many times, and the last time ended up being pregnant with you and Lárus. He ended up leaving me, and my life went downhill. You suffered my consequences for all of your existence until I was able to prove I was raped by a different male, and the leaders gave me an assigned date during the Mating Ceremony to redeem myself. Do you want to return to that lifestyle for potentially the rest of your life?" Against my urges, I shook my head 'no.'

"Every male and female must preserve their virginity until Mating Ceremony the year they graduate from school," dad continued. "It is where they will locate their mate and have a happy marriage. Your mother and I will begin to teach you, and Lárus so you two can take a test that will place you in a grade it believes you belong. I hope that you'll make it to freshman at high school at least so you can participate at the event in the usual time."

"Am I going to suffer my heat until then?" I questioned.

"We will get potions that will reduce your heat to a level that you can tolerate and won't have sex with the first male you come across or a male that will take advantage of you. Tomorrow, you, Lárus, and Róstran will come with your mother and me to Álfsandur so you know what you can take, and I can take you to a restaurant for lunch. There are options out there that are very dangerous and are heavily regulated or banned."

"Like what?" inquired Lárus.

"There is a new one out there that males would take that will reduce their fertility and knot for about a month, so they can't knot females and impregnate them. The theory is it will help control their urges before the Mating Ceremony. However, it is easy to abuse, resulting in them becoming sterile and losing their erection. In some cases, their penis shrinks."

Mom grunted as she freed herself from dad's knot, the semen oozing out of her slit and leaving a trail as she went over to comfort Róstran. "Just promise us that you won't mate with anyone in this household, especially you and Lárus, or with a friend or random stranger before the holiday," she spoke.

"We won't," all of us replied simultaneously.

As I promised in the prologue, here is the first chapter of Forging Bonds. Taking my schedule, motivation, and chapters already completed into consideration, I determine the release date for subsequent installments I can maintain consistently is the first Sunday of every month. I'll alert you if anything occurs that would alter the schedule asap. I look forward to taking on this journey with you and hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

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